It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra. Have you seen my friend?

Worked in an overnight pharmacy. Most of my time was spent reading, but this one night we had a really old guy coming at around 1 a.m.

He comes up to the register, I Matt, and asks,

hey, is it okay if I just hang out until my friends get here?

I reply, sure man, we have chairs over there if you're like sitting them.

Where's your friend coming from?

He chuckles and says, New York City, he left about 15 minutes ago.

Roughly a 12 hour drive. I reply, oh man, well you can sit in here until he gets here.

No one will bother you. You got about an 11 hour

weight I suppose. He chuckles again and says, Nah let's just say we get around a lot

faster than most. This guy was dressed in a brown suit.

He looked like he walked out of the 1950s.

The suit had to cost at least $500, but looked more like it cost too grand.

I can't even describe how he talks for his acting. He would stare at me with

incredible intent while speaking, eyes as wide as he could hold them open the entire time.

He spoke in a really monotone, broken sentences voice and on top of it all he walked funny

He winds up walking around telling me that he's going to get trinkets from my state

About 30 minutes later he comes up to me with his cart full of the most random things I've ever seen. It's all food, books, electronics, nothing that would signify that he was ever in my state.

Stuff you could buy anywhere in the U.S.

He asked me if it's okay that he parks his cart beside the counter for me to watch while he goes outside.

I say, yeah, that's fine, he goes outside about 30 minutes pass and another customer

walks in and tells me that the guy's outside who's creeping him out really bad

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